"Thank you," the Jedi replied, meekly following Avriela to the medbay. The place in her heart where Zarev had so recently been, bound to her by comradeship in battle - and now love - felt cold and empty. She hoped that his sacrifice had been worth it, and that their foe in the Force would be more easily defeated. If so, there was still hope, and if not? Per'dra took a deep breath. There is no death; there is the Force. Zarev had been a Jedi until the end, despite his being possessed by an agent of the Dark Side. He had fought through agony and almost insurmountable control in order to try and save her, and she owed him more than doubt and despair. The courage you had left shall sustain me...